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Former Guns N' Roses Guitarist Slash Says Stupid Thing

"She has this amazing rock 'n' roll voice and she's sort of a closet rock 'n' roll singer. She's got a lot of balls. For a female rock singer she's one of the best women I've ever heard." That's Slash the rock 'n' roll guitarist, talking about Fergie. Yes, fucking Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas. Perhaps you've heard her singing on such hits as "I Gotta Feeling" or "My Humps" or "Help Me I'm Going To Choke To Death On My Own Vomit But Not In The Cool Way Like Hendrix Or John Bonham Just In The Way That Results From Writing A Long Sentence About Fergie From The Fucking Black Eyed Peas." (That last one is not a real song.) READ MORE

Going Backwards: Jack White Releases Spacey YouTube Autotune Hit as a Single


Jack White is to be applauded for the way the he's handling his "I-can-do-whatever-the-fuck-I-want" status atop the contemporary rocker scene. The three bands, the conservationist record label, James Bond themes, high-art ultraviolent videos. And now, best of all, he's releasing as a 7-inch single the audio track of "A Glorious Dawn"-the odd, and oddly affecting, Youtube hit from composer John Boswell that mixes autotuned clips from Carl Sagan's 1980 PBS special Cosmos (plus special guest MC Stephen Hawking) over chillout-room trance beats. Pitchfork's report on the matter also informs us that White recently refused to sing vocals on a collaboration with former Guns n' Roses guitarist Slash. Which seems slightly less important than Carl Sagan's uncanny resemblance to Michael Dukakis.

"Smut, Please"! The Fabulous Online Universe of 'Twilight' Fan Fiction, in Which Edward and Bella Get It On and On and On

The exhibition hall in downtown San Diego was divided by sex. By dawn on the second day of Comic Con-this was back in late July-the men figured out they were beat. Hundreds of young girls had spent the night camped out on the sidewalk and so they packed the first 50 rows of the 6000-seat convention room. The unmoving estrogen division-girls in plastic fangs, clingy tops and body glitter-sat patiently through the morning's promotional panels for disaster movies and action hero sagas. But the girls began to screech and jostle as their obsession approached: Twilight. READ MORE